His Precious Love

Chapter 162 Flat Stomach

Right after Rayna hung up the phone, Curtis wheeled himself over to her. He studied her flat stomach and questioned, “Sweetheart, why isn’t your stomach growing when you’ve been pregnant for so long?”

Rayna was rendered speechless.

How come he knows about everything but still thinks this fake pregnancy is real?

“Mr. Faymon, stop looking. It won’t grow no matter how long you look at it.” Rayna sighed loudly and was about to clear things up with him for the third time when he suddenly leaned over.

“The baby probably has arms and legs now, right? Let me listen,” he muttered as he placed his ear against her stomach, even closing his eyes to listen carefully.

Rayna put her hand to her forehead.

He’s so cute when he’s drunk!

Just as she was about to say something, the door beeped and was suddenly pushed open. Alfred stood there in his usual suit, appearing full of vigor.

Rayna was shocked to see him.

Meanwhile, Alfred also froze at the sight of the duo’s intimate pose.

“I was passing by, so I thought of visiting,” he said. When he saw Curtis’ head against Rayna’s stomach, his eyes lit up. “You’re pregnant?”

“No—”

“Yes,” Curtis chimed in. “It’s just that her stomach isn’t growing.”

Of course it won’t grow. I’m not pregnant!

“Really?” Alfred was so delighted to hear the news that he did not notice Curtis’ uncharacteristic behavior. With a bright smile, he strode into the house and pulled Curtis away from Rayna.

Then, he led her to the couch, glancing at her stomach from time to time. “I knew you and Curtis would end up together. You two are a match made in heaven, after all. This is wonderful news!”

“Old Mr. Faymon, you’ve misunderstood,” Rayna hurriedly explained. “I’m not—”

interrupted, “Don’t worry. I know what you’re going to tell me. Since you’re pregnant,

“No, I mean—”

sure you don’t tire yourself out. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt, as I still have

when Rayna opened her mouth,

as he stood up right after hanging up. He reminded them, “It’s Thanksgiving in a few days,

“Cancel your engagement with Ms. Sanders as soon as possible. Do

left in a

didn’t even last for ten minutes, but it left Rayna on the

was nothing for her to fear now since he was drunk anyway. “Do you know how big of

be mad.” Curtis approached her in his wheelchair and poured a glass of water for her. “Here, drink some water. Are you upset because

he handed over and roared, “I’m not pregnant! I’m not

expression. “Have you forgotten about that night at Intercontinental? You even

pregnant!” Rayna slapped her hand over his mouth, embarrassment and despair washing over her. “Please just stop

This is so humiliating!

matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt. I still have tons of money. Even if you give

to go insane. “Sir, I

what should we talk about?” Curtis gave it a thought and fished out his phone. “Then I’ll give Jasmine a call and ask her when she’s free. We’ll hold

held his hands down and coaxed, “Let’s

stroked her stomach and added, “It isn’t good

words. At that moment, she wished she had

Rayna ate quite a few pieces of shrimp. Upon noticing that, Curtis set aside the dish and told her, “Seafood is fine, but too much isn’t good for the baby. Have more

and picked out the fish bones. Before

but think that Curtis was actually quite adorable despite

out that she was

the maternity app on his phone and purchased a bunch of baby products. Not only that, he entered the app’s forum and engaged in discussions on how to take care of

said gently, “Mr. Faymon, the

Curtis said a bit unhappily. “Sweetheart, you’re

I call

furrowed. “Didn’t you always call me Uncle Curtis? That night,

she persuaded, “Let me take you upstairs for your nap now. When you wake up, I’ll call you by that name as many times as

know, I also need to nap since I’m pregnant. Uncle Curtis, you care a lot about me and the